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Show of plant knowledge. "Hey, that's right. I can see we're going to get along very well. " In spite of all the plants, Kim couldn't help but feel the same way. Mimi didn't seem at all stuffy about her brains, and she had an easy way about her that made Kim feel relaxed. From the closet Mimi pulled a large piece of plastic off of a wool dress and spread it on the floor. Then she an orchid pot from the window sill and turned the pot upside down, knocking the edge of the pot gently against the sill. For a minute or two, Kim watched, then she lay back down on the bed, staring at the sagging springs above her. "Looks like you had a D- Day," said Mimi. "A D- Day?" "The pits." "Does it show?" Kim asked." "You've been staring at the mattress ticking for the last ten minutes," said Mimi. "I guess it wasn't that great," said Kim, reluctant to unload her feelings on a perfect stranger. Glancing toward Kim's canvas bag on the chair, Mimi asked, "Have you been over to the gym this afternoon?" "No, I've been to the Ballet Academy in San Francisco." 42 |